A Rumor Of Skin

You depleted yourself

Face down wasn't good enough

You had to give me your hell

Not much more inside of me left to lose

No one hates me quite like you

Let me show you the proof

I don't mind my own self-loathing

And I don't need help from you
I know I'm lonely
But what am I supposed to do

You believe that you're innocent

You're relieving your guilt

The Jury seems to be deadlocked

Look at the drama you built

Seems like everyone's guaranteed damaged truth

What makes someone hate like you

And is there something to prove

But I don't mind my own self-loathing
And I don't need help from you

I know I'm lonely

But what am I supposed to do

Oh I don't mind my own self-loathing
And I don't need help from you

I don't mind my own
I know I'm lonely but what am I supposed to do
I don't want to know
With all my coldest memories of you
I won't give my all
I know I'm angry and I don't need help from you